Netula's POV
Netula.
Netula is my name.
Netula Luinga.
Life can be so cruel!
I had only been told I belonged here, I mean, the Lukia-Nelis Pack.
I am the only child of Alpha Luinga and Luna Tria.
But, Am I really their child? Am I really Tria's child?
"Pigged head."
Luna Tria, my mother, and Luna of our Pack would always call me.
I wonder which mother would demoralize and take away her child's self-esteem in every way as my mother did.
But, I was forced to believe. I was only helped by the Luna and her mate, Alpha Luinga.
I grew up being called Netula, shortened Ne. I do not know what language or dialect my name came from, but Luna Tria told me my name means.. "Now Mine."
Was I never hers before?
Yes.
I was brought into Lukia-Nelis Packhouse by a man, Louis. The Beta of our Pack.
I was told, he found me by the roadside being dumped as a beautiful yet lonely neonate, by a "foolish mother."
To date, I still don't know who the woman is.
"Cowwed Head."
I need no further explanation to prove Luna Tria wasn't my mother.
The other day, she stopped some Omegas from watering the flowers and ushered me to continue.
But what did I ever do to deserve such a treatment from Tria?
Worst of all, Alpha Luinga will never say a thing. His Luna must have had him under a spell.
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"You have gone to see those small small boys that you follow like gum. I pray they don't eventually get you pregnant; You ugly!"
Luna Tria's hoarse voice echoed and I began thinking again whether she was really a woman.
I have never seen a woman with such harsh a voice. To make her more masculine, Tria had a beard growing beneath her chin.
Only men grow beards I know. But Luna Tria doesn't just have a beard to compliment her harsh, hoarse masculine voice, her muscles were well formed.
The deltoid muscle by her arm gave just the molding for a man's. And then, Alpha Luinga was more handsome than Tria is beautiful.
Sometimes, I consider the goddess had made a mix-up by having Tria as the woman and Alpha Luinga as the man, and not the other way round.
But I didn't know what to reply to Luna Tria. Only one place I find solace and lay my head when I feel I can't come afloat at the Packhouse.
ERICCA.
ERICCA was the only person I have at Lukia-Nelis and he became my only friend.
We met one night when Luna Tria consciously sent me out at night to buy her some useless match sticks. To have me harmed, maybe.
That night, the Packhouse was already silent with everyone changing to their sleeping gowns when Luna Tria called me and ushered me out in the dark.
Then Ericca came to my saving. Some bad touts wanted to rape me as I walked all alone in the dark, and there was Ericca. The Good Samaritan.
We became friends from then, and Ericca became my only source of livelihood, especially when I needed to have my head cleared from Luna Tria and all of her cruel acts.
She knows him too. I am already surprised Luna Tria didn't give Ericca a sound warning, never to come see him at her Packhouse again.
But then, she should know that would be the only place I would come from. Ericca is my only friend and "bestie" at Lukia. No strings attached.
"M..maa.." I stammered to say.
I still don't understand why calling Luna Tria, mother, was difficult for me, despite I grew up with her. Because she never treats me like a mother would a child maybe.
I was about to tell Tria it was Ericca I was with, when I heard a thunderous sound on my face.
Like she always did, Tria slapped me again.
"I don't talk to you and you hesitate to answer me like that. I am your mother and Luna. Now did you get that?"
Whether Tria was expecting a monosyllabic or a long explanation for an answer, I do not know.
"Ye..Yesss Ma"
I answered Tria, trying to escape having a second slap across my second cheek. Luna Tria never ushers a single slap. She gives them side by side, so they complement each other.
Now, this is just a snippet of what I, Ne, go through at Lukia-Nelis Pack for being their child.
Supposed, I mean.
Sometimes, I think Tria treats me that way because she's angry the Moon goddess never blessed her with a child, yet gave other people to throw by the roadside.
Whoever my real mother is, she didn't do well for me.
I am also Alpha Luinga's sex doll.
Yes.
Luinga, my supposed father. I am his child, (favourite) before the eye of the public, then service his engine at night.
How this is all happening, I can't even say.
My supposed father fucks me, while my mother maltreats me in every way possible.
Godd!!! Am I sent on earth by the Moon goddess to suffer?
"Pull now, immediately!"
I had no option but to do as he says. Alpha Luinga pulls me to himself every night and fucks me like an already grown woman, one already at her menopausal age. That I am only seventeen, never even mattered to him.
How he escapes from the hands of Tria at night, I can't even say.
We have a meeting point. At the balcony behind the store. Sometimes, we proceed to my room, but we have to meet behind the balcony first.
Now, you may think I love what was going on between me and Alpha Luinga, but No.
I know he's not my father, so he doesn't care whether he has me spoilt at a young age or not.
He doesn't care that I wouldn't have to keep myself for my mate, for our first night.
While Alpha Luinga treats me as his little princess before the eye of the public, Tria, his Luna calls me "My Ne", sometimes, she adds "darling" to it.
She does that before Luinga, our Alpha, just so he could think she treats me well.
My life was in-between. Loved by all and hated by all.
I was dying silently. Not even Ericca, I was able to disclose this to.